51st Iron Pillar

Stop! shouted Fu Can, slashing his long sword into the ground, kicking up a sky-full of shattered stones and knocking several men ahead of him to the ground.

That was how things turned out. When Li Ziluan set out, he had two companies, carrying a total of twelve light machine guns and one heavy machine gun. Upon their return, only seven light machine guns and one heavy machine gun remained. Both companies had left armed exclusively with Type 79 rifles, but upon returning, one company had traded them for Shanxi-made Type 38 rifles.

Although Glazed Manor focused heavily on commerce, it did not neglect its combat capabilities. It possessed ten percent of the total military force in Hanqin. Though the number of personnel was small, how could the profound mysteries of martial arts be comprehended merely through sheer numbers?

The autumn forest remained as it was: the ground covered in withered, yellow fallen leaves, exuding the foul stench of decay.

A corpse fell from the sky, rolling three times upon the snow. Xie Nianyit and the others cast a glance, only to discover it was none other than the Sword Infatuate.

Advancing through three more streets, the Sea God encountered another obstruction. This time, it was a person wearing a black fedora adorned with a black feather, dressed in a red waistcoat, resembling a rather grand and imposing aristocrat.

Jing Fei's Allure Corporation was located in this very building. Not only was it one of the premier super-corporations within the tower, but it was also among the top ten emerging star enterprises in the entire city of Yanjing.

That battle had been utterly reeking of blood, with fresh crimson gore splattered everywhere. Human entrails had been torn open by the snowbeasts' sharp claws and spilled across the ground.

After the butler led the few of them into the living room, he departed. At that moment, Shangguan Yi and Tie Wen walked out from the inner quarters.

This made Fu Can even more certain that helping Mu Yidao retrieve the First Emperor's Jade Seal was the correct choice.

The Emperor? Yang Fei'er thought to herself: It really is him. Has he already treated Chen Yuanyuan as his mere plaything? As long as it pleases him, as long as it benefits his imperial throne, would he hand Yuanyuan over to any man without a second thought?

Zhao Zixuan spoke abruptly, yet his voice sounded exceedingly hollow, evoking a chilly and sorrowful sensation in the listener.

Drawing the bed curtains, the sound emanating from the laptop resting on the quilt was not particularly loud, yet every time Ding Yue performed brilliantly, she could not voice her cheers, leaving her excitement and joy with nowhere to be anchored.

Dorgon was clearly more formidable than Bogiji. He grew stronger with every battle without even catching his breath. After more than a hundred rounds, Bogiji's stamina was evidently lacking, but as a stubborn and competitive young man, he still refused to let the matter rest.

"Well, um..." Ah Niu stammered, trembling as he said, "You'd better not go!" Before uttering these words, Ah Niu already knew: injury was certain, but life was far more important. Without life, how could one even get injured? Such was the logic of a lowly wretch like him.

Thus, another week or so passed. Because Su Nuan's wounds had been stitched with absorbable catgut sutures, stitch removal was unnecessary. Moreover, there were no signs of inflammation or infection. Therefore, on a slightly scorching Saturday, she finally stepped out of the hospital room where she had lived for over half a month.

Sui Han's speech cleverly exploited Alice's ordeal to win the goodwill and trust of all the audience members. After all, those targeted by terrorist activities were typically neither crooked merchants nor wicked villains. Although the agents had previously made similar remarks, none had articulated them as eloquently as Sui Han did just then.

Two miserable cries echoed in the darkness, though they did not come from the person preparing to turn on the flashlight. That individual had been struck in fatal points by Sui Han's two shots; not only did he have no chance to switch on the flashlight, but he didn't even have the opportunity to cry out.

Approaching rapidly, they immediately pushed aside the weeds covering the spirit beast cave, only to discover a lingering gleam of light.

At the other intersection leading from the Myriad Beasts Forest to Xuanwu Town, a seventeen-member squad from the Jade Stone Gate was stationed, discussing something among themselves.

Who could have imagined that just as she began to set her mind at ease, Prince Yong made such a bizarre move today. Looking at the object in her hands, she harbored an intensely ominous prehension.

East of Savage Ferry ran a highway leading directly to the prefectural city of Wuyang. It was a rather critical pass along the Shiliang River, guarded by tax bureaus with stationed tax officials and guards, as well as checkpoints dispatched by the Wuyang Prefecture manned by sentinels and guards. Along the bank also stood taverns, tea houses, and inns. Although their construction was crude, they provided overnight shelter for traveling merchants.

Although agricultural and industrial production in Yanji and Jinzhong had recovered relatively well in recent years—allowing them to grit their teeth before the new year to scrape together an additional one million dan of grain for the western theater—transporting this grain from the Yellow River banks to Nanyang was no easy task.

Fland was organizing documents at his desk when he heard someone enter without even knocking. He flew into a raging fury, intending to look up and see who was so reckless, but his hand suddenly froze in mid-air, and no sound came from his mouth, as if he were struck dumb with astonishment.

Cultivators dwelling in the distant Tianlong Mountain could still perceive the terrifying coercion of the heavenly tribulation, and Ziyuan, caught right at the epicenter of the heavenly thunder, was so numbed by this immense pressure that her whole body went rigid, unable to even twitch a finger.

Chen Jingrong did not yet know that Yue Lengqiu was already in Suizhou, but looking at his smiling face, his intuition told him that the smile concealed a razor-sharp, awe-inspiring murderous edge.

Moreover, such events were things one could only witness in movies or television; how could they not find them utterly staggering?

Because of the previous kidnapping incident and the terrorist encounter at the theme park, Chen Jing and the police were already acquainted. He had retained their contact information, so after making his decision, disregarding the lateness of the hour, he dialed directly to reach a criminal investigation squad captain.

Xie Jingxi had never imagined that Ying Hanshi's identity would one day be exposed. The sensation was akin to a bolt from the blue, leaving her completely bewildered.

My inner self began to undergo subtle changes, drifting toward a dark, gloomy abyss. I knew not what to do, merely gazing at the frail and helpless man before me.

A few minutes later, Alice arrived fashionably late. Because of the pictorial shoot that morning, her makeup artist had casually applied a light touch of cosmetics, and there was no need to change her outfit. She walked straight over and seated herself in the chair on the right.

When Gu Yun stepped inside, the experts from the five major sects had long since vanished, nobody knew where they had gone. Inhaling deeply of the dense spiritual energy surrounding the area, a cold smile crept onto the corner of Gu Yun's mouth. Concealing his aura with the Breath-Hiding Technique, his figure flashed forward like a shooting star.

"Since you already know, I have nothing more to say. I merely wish to tell you: my dear, you are still far too weak, so weak that you can accomplish nothing and help with nothing!" Upon hearing Chen Tian declare that he understood, Yi Qingwei pondered for a moment before imparting this most harsh and realistic truth.